Sand: Omens aren't good by definition, Aldanon. Sand': Oh, really? And how do we find something you can't see or touch and most likely exists in your head? They see all, know all, and have incredible powers - if they are on our side, we have a good chance of winning. They're the Wendersnaven, they exist, even if you can't see them with the eye.
Grobnar: And we could look, at last, for the Wendersnaven! Sand: Oh, Gods. She seemed reasonable enough when we spoke together in Crossroad Keep, but there was a foot of stone between us, which is notoriously hard for a blade to cut through to kill someone on the other side. "younger and female", were his words, I believe.Īldanon: I suppose we could see if she tries to kill any of us, but that test has numerous procedural flaws in its execution. Harcourt: He urged me to go away, and said that I shouldn't return until I was. Guard #1: You don't care if a horde of barbarians invades Port Llast? Guard #2: It'll be nice to do some fighting for once instead of standing around all day. Guard #1: So, you think the Uthgardt are going to try to sack the town? Guard #2: You already ask me that. Neeshka: "Weak?" Weak?! That's a laugh, saying that, while I'm out here and you're trapped inside that summoning circle, you half-witted tanar'ri hindlicker! Sand: Next time, I would ask we leave the more impulsive members outside when we enter demon-caged labryrinths of death. Baalbisan: What is this thin-blooded thing I hear, its flesh reeking with the stench of the baatezu? Is it female? It must be - it is too weak to be otherwise. Just stay calm, don't let him get to you. one wrong answer, and we won't get to ask another question. Do we have a deal? Sand: Just say yes, and we can run. In return, you will kill the fire giants and their king. Tholapsyx: Then I offer you this - a chance to live. Player: Tell me we did not come all this way for an invisible, non-existent kazoo that sounds a lot like you doing a phlegmy whistle.
Sand: I think it is time everyone marched behind me, your new glorious leader. Player: Look, all this rambling doublespeak aside, just give me the short version, and I'll write it in my journal. Lorne: What would you know of my mother? Player: You don't keep your beard half as well as she keeps hers. Player: Your mother would be so disappointed if she could see you now. Orc #1: Maybe Hrulgat find troll? he need help if he find one.
Neeshka: Someone who doesn't play the odds doesn't last too long in my experience. and then, after I had welded the spring-mounted mechanical shield on my codpiece, I fired it, only to be thrown back almost thirty yards, right into a wall! Stung quite a bit, I'll say that much, but what I learned was. Grobnar: I'm Grobnar Gnomehands, probably guessing where the last name comes from, don't you, well, tends to confuse most people. Whitethistle, whitethistle, all in a row, in Neverwinter Woods they all grow. Grobnar: Now this is a whitethistle, can give you the runs, you know, and I made up a song for it, quite a catchy tune. which would imply that your brains are in your rear end. Khelgar Ironfist: Well, she said your brains are next to your tail. Qara: So, are they right next to it? If so, might want to loosen the back of your pants a notch, because even with the hole, they're obviously not getting enough air. Is that really the best your demon blood can squeeze out, tail for brains? Neeshka: My brains are not in my tail. Neeshka: Well then, why don't you show us how it's done, firehair? Qara: Firehair - imaginative and biting, with just the slightest hint of wit. Khelgar Ironfist: Wh-what?! I'll have you know plenty of women know about Ironfist manhood! Plenty! They just all live up. Khelgar Ironfist: You'd best be careful, you simpering little father's girl, or you'll learn a thing or two about Ironfist honor and manhood! Qara: Oh, you mean the two smallest things in all of Faerûn? From what I hear, no woman could learn about Ironfist manhood from you, Khelgar. Neeshka: Would you stop saying things like that! Deekin not do that much, mirrors usually too high for Deekin. Player: You're a kobold? Deekin: Yes, Deekin very kobold, last Deekin look in mirror. Gods know I wouldn't keep a promise like that to some dead man. That's a really sweet thing to do to me once I'm a corpse. These tombs are so beautiful, that'd be a great place to sleep when I'm dead. Player: And if you were laid to rest, I would not want anyone robbing your crypt, Neeshka. Khelgar Ironfist: Prejudiced? I'm not prejudiced! By the Nine Hells, I even travel with a back-stabbing tiefling of all things, and you know how her kind are!
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These quotes are from the PC video game Neverwinter Nights 2.
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